He is still pathetically thin, but the regime of half a bottle of milk, three times a day it getting him there...
We have had a horribly wet few days and each time I go to the field I have expected the worst... yesterday he was on the top of the ridge with Mitsie and his brother, who have been surprisingly attentive...... never being far away. Mitsie has taken particular interest in what I've been doing, sometimes poking her face into his while I've been feeding him, so I think she understands what we are trying to achieve. Max is sensible in his choice of rest, always choosing the most sheltered spot in the field. I gave him a boost of antibiotic too which today, 24 hours later, has had an uplifting effect...
He tired to skip to me this morning.. with a little voice asking for his breakfast, and I didn't have to pick him up to feed him, he volunteered to drink and took all he needed....... We may be over the worst and the warmer day today may help his mood, he's a real fighter.... I'll be back to the field for his lunch in an hour....... keep all your fingers crossed for him please!